Do you still remember the poetry above? No? Scroll up, scroll up. Yes. It was there. ^^; I decided to rewrite this poetry into English, and here it is:

Summer's Beautiful Story(The Beauty of Friendship)

The warmth of the sunAccompany mePlaying together

Passing the day happilyWith my beloved friendsWith the blast of the breeze

Leaves blown by the windBathed in the sun rayIn the summer

The beauty of friendshipA precious storyThat would never be forgotten by myself

Summer's Beautiful StoryLike a symphonyWent right into my soul

Like brothers and sistersEnjoy the warmth of the sunAt the summer beach

Flowers are still blossomingCreating sweet fruitsAnd this beautiful story may beThe story of friendship and love that I would never forget

I missed those people so much...

RANDOM TESTS AND VIRTUAL PET

Well, I was visiting Linzcky's blog and found that she has a funny virtual pet. So I tried to get mine, too. Well, this is my cat, Rim. Play with her with your mouse~! *click-click, click-click.. click until she's out of the basket or till she's confused! ^^;;*

You love anything beautiful, and you have extraordinary taste.And while it's hard for you to trust, you care deeply for those close to you.You are a social butterfly, and you have many friends.You handle stress well - and you are a master at relaxing after a hard day.Overall, you are modest, talented, unselfish, and very reliable.

There's no need to be No. 1
you've always been a very special only one.

I saw many kinds of flowers
lined up in front of the flowershop.
everyone has their favorite kinds
but all of them are pretty.
Without competing to see
which was the best among them,
they were standing
straight up proudly inside the bucket.

So why then do we humans
have to compare ourselves to one another?
Eventhough each and every person is different,
why do we want to be number one?

Yes we are each..
a flower unlike any other in the world
and each and everyone of us carries a different seed
We should focus all our efforts
on trying to make that flower bloom.

There are people who are
constantly unsure of what they want,
as they laugh a little put out.
It can't be helped, all those flowers,
that did everything they could to bloom, are pretty.
when at last that person comes out of the store,
they're holding a colorful bouquet
and I see them smiling happilly as they go by me.

I never knew their name but
that day they made me smile.
we too are like flowers that bloom in places
where no one pays any attention.

Yes we too are each...
a flower unlike any other in the world
and each and everyone of us carries a different seed
We should focus all our efforts
on trying to make that flower bloom.

Small flowers and big flowers,
none are the same as one another.
There's no need to be No. 1
you've always been a very special only one.